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@Please Call Me His Majesty, Mountain King Next up: “Wen Qiao, Come Into My Arms” Jiang Chang Sui had known since she was eight that she wouldn’t live to see twenty. But she didn’t want to die. Chang Sui meant a long life. She wanted to live to a hundred. - To build up good karma and extend her life, she resolutely decided to devote herself to charity. Charity took money, and she had none. So she entered the entertainment industry, said to be a place where “the people are stupid and the money is plentiful, come quick.” And then... She went to an audition and said her first words to the director: “Your mother is dead.” The furious director threw her out. Five minutes later, the director came running out in tears, trembling as he said, “My mother is dead.” * When she met a domineering top idol, she said: “You’re about to become a has-been.” A month later, the idol was embroiled in a scandal and quickly fell from fame. Looking haggard, he found her and begged her to show him the way. * When she met an actress who had recently made a sudden comeback and was basking in her newfound success, she said: “Beware of a little ghost turning on you.” That very night, the actress snuck into her home in sunglasses and a mask, asking her to save her. * He Lu started acting at a young age and was hailed as a prodigy born to be an actor. By nineteen, he had already won nine Best Actor awards. He rarely appeared in public outside of filming, yet had countless fans. He stood at the very top of the industry’s pyramid, and countless people wanted to be him. But he wanted to end his life for good on his twentieth birthday. Until he met that girl who pretended to be a fortune teller. She said to him: “You’re a jinx, doomed to be estranged from your family. Funny enough, so am I. Don’t you think we were made for each other?” He Lu replied coldly, “Are you sick?” An actor who has had enough of life and wants to kill himself every day VS a short-lived spirit medium who loves life and will do anything to extend her lifespan. Chang Sui acts whenever she has a role. When she doesn’t, she catches ghosts, reads fortunes, and tells fortunes, all in one. #How does a C-list actress throw her weight around the entertainment industry?# #Shocking! She takes lousy roles, accepts ads for sketchy online shops, and performs in third-tier cities, all to build a Hope Primary School for children in the mountains!# Next up. If you’re interested, you can add this to your reading list: “Wen Qiao, Come Into My Arms” The first time Wen Qiao met Song Shiyu, she was bringing food to the home of the relatives he was staying with. At their first meeting, the boy had black hair and black eyes. He sat by the window doing practice problems, his fair profile cool and classically handsome. Even his fingers twirling a pen were long, beautiful, and delicate. She was instantly struck by his looks. He was from the city, and she heard that his health wasn’t very good, so he had come to stay with his great-aunt in the countryside to recover. She was young then and didn’t know her limits. She shamelessly stuck close to Song Shiyu every day, and somehow, she really did manage to win him over. But in the end, it was all over because he was utterly disappointed in her. The last words he said to her came from a thousand miles away. His voice came through the receiver, cold and without a trace of warmth. He said, “Wen Qiao, you’ve disappointed me so much.” After that, they broke up and never contacted each other again. For years afterward, those words became an ache in Wen Qiao’s heart. Years later, they met again. In the elevator at Song Shiyu’s company. When she saw Song Shiyu again, he was dressed in a suit, cool and distinguished, an even more untouchable flower on a high peak. Everyone in the elevator was so afraid of bumping into him that they instinctively left a wide space around him. She wore an apron printed with the sign of her family’s barbecue shop and carried a takeout order. Squeezed into the corner of the elevator, she no longer had the shamelessness she’d had as a teenager. All she could do was look away and stare at his polished leather shoes, silently praying he wouldn’t recognize her. Later... Song Shiyu, still dressed in his suit, stood in front of her barbecue stall. Head bowed, eyes lowered, he clutched her wrist and pleaded softly, “Wen Qiao, can we get back together?” #A female lead who can do anything except study# Message: